Fu Yanye stood at the entrance of the stairs, dressed in white casual clothes, but showing aloofness that no strangers should enter.
Zhuo Jian's heart suddenly fell to the bottom.
Only a pair of clear eyes stared at him for a long time, unable to look away.
Ouyang Ping followed Zhuo Jian's gaze and looked upstairs, and was suddenly startled.
She thought that Fu Yanye would definitely not be at home in broad daylight.
What they just talked about...
Ouyang Ping stood up slowly, moved her facial features hard, and said with a smile: "Mr. Fu, your wife asked me to discuss the withdrawal of the lawsuit. Congratulations to you two for finally becoming lovers!"
Zhuo Jian came back to his senses and turned to look at Ouyang Ping.
Ouyang Ping has already picked up her bag: "I have to leave first. We will talk about the bridesmaid's dress later."
In less than two minutes, they were the only two people left in the huge house.
The aunt came out of the kitchen and was stunned when she saw Fu Yanye at home.
Fu Yanye had indeed gone out when she came in the morning.
When did you come back?
At this time, Fu Yanye walked slowly towards Zhuo Jian with long legs.
Zhuo Jian was sitting on the sofa, her back was tense and her breathing was weak.
The closer he got, the more dangerous she felt.
"You didn't go to the hospital?"
Zhuo Jian tried to change the subject.
She really thought that he had gone to guard Lin Ruxiang.
"What do you mean by never falling twice on the same person?"
Fu Yanye ignored her question and asked her instead.
Zhuo Jian's heart tightened. Seeing how determined he was, she took a breath and bravely said it out: "I once loved you."
Fu Yanye held back his breath and glared at her.
If he understands that there is no problem, she means that she has loved before and will not love again?
Just because he didn't give her an accurate answer back then, she has become so decisive now.
He always felt that after Christmas Eve, they actually got closer.
But looking at her resolute look at this moment, he just sneered slightly and said to her: "You won't fall in love again in the future, will you?"
Zhuo Jian's fingers trembled. When he lowered his head, he pinched his trembling little finger and answered, "Yes."
"So what are we doing now?"
Fu Yanye suddenly asked her angrily.
Zhuo Jian raised her eyes to see his angry expression and answered him: "Don't you already know what I'm thinking?"
"Your conscience has indeed been eaten by a dog. Are you so afraid of falling on me again? I can't catch you, can I?"
Fu Yanye questioned her, turned around and kicked the foot of the table irritably.
Zhuo Jian was startled, but then looked at him: "If you are unhappy, we can stop it."
The aunt inside was shocked when she heard this and wanted to call the old house immediately to report the situation.
"Just give up on this idea. I said I will occupy you until you are old and golden."
After Fu Yanye finished speaking, he was about to go upstairs again, but halfway through he suddenly came back and looked at her fiercely: "Someone will come home later, please change your clothes."
"Who?"
Zhuo Jian asked him.
"Who else could it be? The designer is here to deliver the wedding dress."
After Fu Yanye finished speaking, he went upstairs.
Wedding dress?
Zhuo Jian suddenly remembered the designer he met in his office building that day.
In the blink of an eye, more than a week has passed?
Zhuo Jian looked at her casual home clothes, thought about it, and went upstairs.
It's just that in the bedroom, he just took off his casual top.
When Zhuo Jian entered, she saw his strong back.
To be honest, his skin has been quite white recently, but for some reason, it gives people a very taboo feeling.
Zhuo Jian couldn't help but stop at the door and wanted to turn around.
"stop!"
His voice suddenly sounded from behind.
Zhuo Jian turned around: "What's the matter?"
"Come in and help me choose one."
Fu Yanye suddenly gave an order.
Zhuo Jian walked in, then looked at the shirts of similar styles and colors in the cupboard, and then picked up a white one: "This one?"
Fu Yanye raised his eyes to look at the shirt, then lowered his head: "Give me the black one."
Zhuo Jian: "..."
What did you say to let her choose?
Zhuo Jian helped him get the black one, put the hanger back, and handed him the shirt.
Fu Yanye didn't answer, and stared at her with black eyes: "Help me put it on."
Zhuo Jian looked at him questioningly. He was not a child and he was not injured.
"Wear it yourself!"
Zhuo Jian resisted stubbornly.
Fu Yanye stared at her with black eyes, only getting slightly closer.
"I wear it!"
Zhuo Jian immediately realized that the danger was approaching and quickly shook off his clothes and got behind him.
Fu Yanye followed her stretched clothes to find the cuffs and put her long arms through.
Gently put it on your shoulders and put it on.
Zhuo Jian walked around to the front, saw that everything was in order, and asked him, "Are you ready?"
"Button it up for me."
Fu Yanye continued to order.
Zhuo Jian couldn't help but complain in a low voice: "It's not like you don't have hands."
Fu Yanye just looked at her.
Seeing that she was obviously very angry but still tied the buttons for him obediently, the fire in Fu Yanye's heart was extinguished a little.
There were still marks on her neck from the kiss he gave her last night, and Fu Yanye's Adam's apple twitched when he saw it.
Zhuo Jian accidentally saw his Adam's apple moving and his hands trembled.
Fu Yanye's hot palm immediately wrapped her little hand, and Zhuo Jian reflexively looked up at him.
Fu Yanye immediately hugged her with his other hand. The next second her vision went dark, and she was held around and spun around, falling firmly onto the bed.
Before she could recover, her lips were already kissed.
Fu Yanye's hand immediately held her leg. Zhuo Jian's painful forehead broke into cold sweat, and she subconsciously hugged his arm: "No."
"Since you don't plan to fall on me twice, Zhuo Jian, why should I care whether you do or not?"
Fu Yanye looked at her with dark eyes, and after saying that, he kissed her again.
Zhuo Jian's mind suddenly became clear. Fu Yanye was taking revenge on her.
Just because of her words, he retaliated like this.
This man is really...
When the aunt arrived at the door, she saw the young couple sitting on the bed. She immediately lowered her head and retreated out of sight, and then called them: "Master, Madam, Mr. Jian is here."
Zhuo Jian's eyes were obviously relaxed. Fu Yanye looked at him coldly and said lightly: "Mr. Jian, please wait a moment. Auntie, help us close the door."
"yes!"
The aunt didn't dare to delay, so she quickly closed the door for them, and then went down to greet the guests.
Zhuo Jian immediately became nervous again.
Fu Yanye saw the timidity on her face and whispered: "I won't let you go anywhere until you finish."
Zhuo Jian was so frightened that she couldn't help but squeeze his strong arm.
Fu Yanye didn't kiss her face again this time, but started kissing from behind her ears to her neck.
Zhuo Jian's heartbeat was getting faster and faster. She didn't dare to take risks, so she squeezed his arm a little harder, her eyes looking at the roof a little confused because of his kiss.
Fu Yanye was taking off her top, and Zhuo Jian subconsciously followed and stopped her, calling him: "Fu Yanye."
"What did you call me?"
Fu Yanye's sharp eyes looked at the pink color on her neck, and then he attacked the city and plundered the pond unhurriedly.
Zhuo Jian felt like a lamb waiting to be slaughtered. The more nervous she became, the more rational she became. She blurted out the words: "What if I am willing to fall again?" This chapter has been completed!